This is a song about "Bee s knees"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

You just a dead bee without a sting,

4-3... yea, remember that please

Gettin weak all in my knees

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

Back that booty up bitch, i'm a bumble bee

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee